Zhao Xiaoshuai is a very open-minded and cheerful person.

He swept away his previous loss, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly:

"Whatever! In fact, in my opinion, it is just a formality, not so important. Anyway, we are still learning what we should be learning, and we are not half a disciple of the Ghost Mao Sect. By the way, Brother Hui, did you encounter something tricky when you came to my dad this time? ”

In the end, this guy's eyes lit up, and he looked a little eager to try.

A flash of worry crossed my mind.

This guy might just be half a pot of water, and he must be looking forward to a real combat trial.

If this kind of thing is not approved by the master, this kid will definitely not be allowed to participate.

So, I didn't move, pretending to be embarrassed and scratching my head, saying that it was okay, I just wanted to come and see.

After all, there has been no major accident in the school now, and Tian Shibo, who was stirring up the wind and rain, has also been taken away, and he is not in a hurry.

Besides, I'm really just here this time to make a front stop, meet the master of the Ghost Mao Sect, and get to know each other.

If possible, ask him for advice or two, and it's a good idea to ask him for some help in preparing for emergencies.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. I came to Donghai City this time mainly to go to school, and I stopped by to meet my uncle. But it's a pity that I happened to meet him on a business trip and missed it. If the master comes back when, please let me know, and I will come to pay a visit. ”

I said with some regret, but I didn't explain what I really meant.

Zhao Xiaoshuai laughed, leaned close to my ear, and said mysteriously:

"That's all a lie. In fact, my father didn't go on a business trip at all, and he himself was in this Fusheng Pavilion. ”

"Oh? It turns out that Uncle Shi is here! That...... Can you take me to his old man's house? ”

I was overjoyed and said with anticipation on my face.

It's a pity that Zhao Xiaoshuai shook his head again, lowered his voice, and said with some embarrassment in my ear:

"It's not that I don't want you to go, it's that Dad is now performing a Yin Exorcism in the secret room, and at this time, no one can disturb him."

Exorcism!

I was slightly surprised.

It seems that his guess is indeed correct, and the person who can be valued by Uncle Ma is really not simple.

It is recorded in "Maoshan Ghost Chronicles" that the technique of chasing yin, also known as walking yin and going down to yin, is a way to go back and forth between the two worlds of yin and yang through the soul out of the body.

This spell is extremely risky, and if you are not careful, you will get lost in the underworld.

Therefore, the caster needs to have strong cultivation and concentration in order to be safe and sound and successfully cast the spell.

I couldn't see Uncle Master for a while, so I started to ask for some information about him.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoshuai is not afraid of him, and he has no defense against me, a senior brother, and he can be said to know everything and say everything.

One has a deliberate word, and the other is defenseless.

So, I easily passed through Zhao Xiaoshuai and had a more detailed understanding of this master who had not yet met.

It turned out that the master's best skill was the technique of expelling yin.

Just like Uncle Ma is good at alchemy, and his mother is good at divine fighting, they are both the superior secret techniques of the Ghost Mao Sect.

By going back and forth between the two worlds of yin and yang, the master can gain a lot of benefits from it.

For example, helping the deceased in the underworld to send messages to relatives in the yang world, reselling some items from the yin and yang worlds, and so on.

In general, fortune-telling is just a disguise, acting as a medium of communication between the two worlds of yin and yang, which is the way of this master's livelihood.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but throw myself at the five-body admiration of this master Bo who had never met before.

If Uncle Ma is not so old-fashioned and pedantic, he can also learn from him, a senior brother, adapt measures to local conditions, give full play to his strengths, and he can also make great achievements with his alchemy.

Instead of fighting all day long like now, disguised as a taxi driver to hunt ghosts.

The two of us talked happily, and we had a feeling of hating each other.

Before you know it, the sun is about to set.

Zhao Xiaoshuai closed the shop and very enthusiastically pulled me to eat at a nice small restaurant nearby.

During the banquet, Zhao Xiaoshuai told me that his father would be able to come back in a day or two at least and three or five days at most.

And today is the fifth day, so it stands to reason that I will be able to come back without any accidents.

But if you don't come back tonight, it's going to be a bit tricky.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glance at me and asked cautiously:

"Brother Hui, I just heard you say that you are driving a rental car in your hometown, can you drive such a big car?"

"It depends on what type of car. Like tanks, armored vehicles, I can't drive that. I jokingly said.

"It's not that exaggerated, it's like a bus, can you drive it?" Zhao Xiaoshuai asked.

"I've learned it, but unfortunately I don't have a certificate."

I spread my hands and shook my head awkwardly.

Zhao Xiaoshuai's eyes lit up, and he said with a happy expression:

"It doesn't matter if you have a certificate or not, as long as you can open it. The key is that you have this kind of cultivation

For the sake of having real skills. ”

I was a little confused by Zhao Xiaoshuai's words.

Why does this drive still need to be repaired?

Could it be that it's not a car that is driving, but a Flying Immortal?

Zhao Xiaoshuai sold a pass, deliberately did not say it, but hung my curiosity.

When night fell, Uncle Shi still showed no sign of returning to the yang world.

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhao Xiaoshuai gritted his teeth and took me out in the middle of the night.

On the way, I couldn't resist my curiosity and asked him:

"In the middle of the night, it's dark, where are we going?"

"Of course, it's to go to the bus terminal and drive!"

Zhao Xiaoshuai replied casually.

Really going to drive?!

Or is it a bus......

I really don't have a license!

Just seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, I couldn't help but become more and more curious.

It's been this time period, and the buses have long been suspended, so how can there still be buses running?

Although there were many doubts in my heart, I still followed him silently, wanting to see what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd.

After walking through two streets, he finally came to the bus terminal as he spoke.

Strangely, he didn't enter through the front door, but took me around the back door.

As if knowing that we were coming, two huge iron fence gates were half-hidden, and they opened with a push.

Entering the bus terminal through the back door, there are countless buses parked in the huge square.

Under the shroud of darkness, it was like a sleeping giant beast, making an invisible snoring sound.

I didn't know these giant monsters, and I subconsciously looked around.

In this dark ocean, only a small room not far away was still lit.

Zhao Xiaoshuai took me straight to the hut, and when I got closer, it turned out to be the security duty room of the bus terminal.

Inside sat an old man in his sixties.

He was reading the newspaper with his head down, in the dim light of the duty room.